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Sista Afia - Paper lyrics

Artist: Sista Afia

album: Paper


Yeah yeah mmm yeah yeah

Ahh yeah aah yeah Ahh yeah
Sista Afia

As I dey wake up early in the morning
Very strong after yawning
I dey pray to baba make he dey bless my hustle ooh papa
See I no want depend on anyone I want make money on my own
See my hard work alone make you dey bless my hustle ooh papa
Some people go slay go fraud but no want do none of the above ooh
Me my music is all I dey do so bless me with hit upon hit ooh
See some people go dey steal others go
Depend on the man for their success ooh
But my trust is in you
Make you they bless my hustle ooh papa
We dey hustle for the paper
Cedi and dollars
Mama no born me lazy pikin
If Eno be money then call me later
Hustle for the paper
Cedi and dollars
Mama no born me fool
If Eno be money then call me later
Money is the root of evil but poverty never go be option ooh
As I dey work for money make money alone go be my portion

We go dey wanna grinde we go hustle go pay we go count the money
Somebody go tell mummy make she no cry make is smile for me
I go make am proud I go make she go drive on the range and the Benz oh
All I need be the strength so make baba God add me some sense
I say I go make am proud I go make
She go drive on the range and the Benz oh
All I need be the strength so make baba God add me some sense
We dey hustle for the paper
Cedi and dollars
Mama no born me lazy pikin
If Eno be money then call me later
Hustle for the paper
Cedi and dollars
Mama no born me fool
If Eno be money then call me later
(Victor AD)
When you see me talking about this money wetin my eyes don see

My brother no dey change am for me
When you see me talking about this
Stars and cars wetin my eyes don see
My brother no dey change am for me
Cos person wey don suffer supposed get sense
As you dey work hard the you supposed give sense
If them close all the gate the you
Supposed your friends Awurade ee boa me
Cos person wey don suffer supposed get sense
As you dey work hard the you supposed give sense
If them close all the gate the you
Supposed your friends Awurade ee boa me
Eeh thank God I don't look like what I have bee
Through them be want give me things I no go fit chew
But baba God eput am away Awurade ee boa me
We dey hustle for the paper
Cedi and dollars
Mama no born me lazy pikin
If Eno be money then call me later
Hustle for the paper
Cedi and dollars
Mama no born me fool
If Eno be money then call me later
Hustle for the paper e for be now or never mama no born me fool

If Eno be money then call me later
Hustle for the paper
Cedi and dollars
Mama no born me lazy pinkin
If Eno be money then call me later

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